Satan's Favorite // kiribaku

5

When Bakugou awoke after sleeping for the whole night, he was confused. He would usually wake up once or twice with his face stained with tears. Until he realized that ever since him and Kirishima began sleeping together, he had stopped. The night before, Kirishima got him to stop.

"Thank the demons." Bakugou said, slipping out of Kirishima's arms and going to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw he had purple marks on his neck. Hickeys from Kirishima.

"Of fucking course." Bakugou scowled at the sight. He didn't like that Kirishima might not have actually meant it, or that he might not even remember. So, he hid them. He put bandaids on his neck, and attempted to find a shirt that covered his neck, which there were none.

Once Bakugou had picked out some clothes, he looked over to the bed. The mattress was still on the floor from the first night, but Bakugou didn't see any reason to have it if they were gonna sleep together anyways. And then there was shuffling on the bed. Bakugou saw the red head sit up and look around, then put his hand on his head.

"Medicine, water." Was all Kirishima said, while his hand was still on his head. Bakugou obliged, getting Kirishima what he asked for, and handing it to him.

Kirishima popped the medicine in his mouth and drank the water in one sip. Bakugou sat on the bed next to him as he did so.

"You good?"

"Do I look good?"

"No, you look shitty." Bakugou laughed. Kirishima just smirked at him, and put his pillow on his face.

"What happened last night?"

"Oh the usual. I made dinner for you and you ate it when you woke up. You got drunk and I carried you to the bed when I got home." Bakugou explained, leaving out the part where Kirishima tried to fuck him.

"Jeez. Anything else? And where'd you go?" Kirishima chuckled.

"Well you made me cuddle with you, and I just went for a walk." Bakugou said, moving his legs up to the bed and sitting criss cross.

"I made you cuddle with me? And you agreed?" Kirishima's face showed a bit of shock.

"Yeah, and then we fell asleep. That's all."

"Thank the Lord." Kirishima said without thinking, until Bakugou gave him a look. "What?"

"I'm the Devil, and you just thanked God." Bakugou pouted.

"Aw is someone jealous." Kirishima sat up and sat next to Bakugou. "What's that on your neck?" Kirishima pointed at the bandaids.

"Ah, nothin'." Bakugou stood up. "So, what do you want to do today?"

Kirishima was suspicious of Bakugou, but he knew he would find out later, especially if he suggested something.

"Movie marathon." Kirishima said with a smile.  Little did Bakugou know, Kirishima just wanted to get to the bottom of this bandage mystery. Kirishima ran over to his couch with his blanket from the bed, and turned on Netflix on the tv.

"Can you get some snacks?" Kirishima asked, and Bakugou followed. Once Bakugou sat down next to Kirishima, he flung the other half of the blanket on him and scooted closer to him. "What type of movies do you like?"

"Uh, what type are there?"

"Romance, horror, thriller, mystery, and some other ones." Kirishima started scrolling through the genres.

"I... I don't know. Pick one you like." Bakugou stared at the screen, not noticing how close Kirishima was getting until his head was on his shoulder. "What are you doing?" Bakugou sounded confused.

"Showing affection!" Kirishima said happily, his eyes on the band aid.

"Why?" Bakugou asked, still confused.

"Because we're friends." Kirishima picked a movie from the romance section, hoping it would distract Bakugou.

"Oh, alright." Bakugou just agreed with it.

About halfway through the movie, and Bakugou was sucked into it. Who knew he would like romance so much? Kirishima knew this was the chance to take off the band aid. He slid his hand up and reached for Bakugou's neck, slowly peeling off the band aid so that Bakugou wouldn't notice. Once the band aid was fully off, he realized Bakugou was trying to hide hickeys.

"What the fuck." Kirishima said, his eyes on Bakugou's neck, but he was now moved away.

"What, Shitty-Hair?" Bakugou paused the movie.

"Why is that on your neck?" Bakugou felt his neck and realized the band aid was off. Kirishima got up, and Bakugou got up after him.

"You took it off?" Bakugou's eyes looked hurt.

"Did you sneak off to some... some... girl while I was sleeping?" Kirishima's voice cracked when he said girl.

"No, let me explain."

"Explain what? That you went and got yourself laid while I was crying myself to sleep?!" Kirishima started crying.

"No, it's not like that. Please just listen." Bakugou tried to step closer to him, but Kirishima stepped back.

"Can you go?" Kirishima was wiping his face.

"Please just listen to me. Please." Bakugou looked at the floor.

"I thought you were a nice guy. Just go spend the night at that girl's house. I want you out. Now."

Bakugou tried saying something, but it was like his words were stuck in his throat. Nothing would come out, so he looked down. His eyes started to water up, as he felt anger bubbling in him.

"Is that what you think of me?" He whispered.

"What?"

"You think I'm some cheap whore? You think I just found the first girl I could and we fucked? Really?"

Now it was Kirishima's turn to be hurt.

"Then what happened, huh? Sure looks that way to me."

"You did it! While you were fucking drunk you dumbass. But no. Everyone assumes I'm the bad guy. I'll see you later." Bakugou finished, and started walking out.

"So... I did it." Suddenly, memories of the night before came back to him. From Bakugou carrying him, to him giving Bakugou hickeys, to asking to cuddle.

"No, you're drunk. Go to sleep." Bakugou really was a gentleman. Kirishima stepped forward and tried grabbing Bakugou's arm, but Bakugou pulled it away before he could.

"Night, Kirishima." Bakugou walked out and slammed the door without looking back.